The serious and earnest voice of the system resounded in Bu Fang's ears, but... it was different from the past.
Today's system sound has become somewhat blurred.
"what happened?"
Bu Fang frowned.
"System... Are you short-circuited?"
Bu Fang couldn't help asking the system in his heart.
rumbling...
Bu Fang's spiritual sea also underwent a huge change suddenly, and the terrifying roar resounded continuously, just like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
All the major weapon spirits are churning in it.
Bu Fang felt a little weird about this kind of vision, and he didn't have so many problems before.
The spirit moves.
Bu Fang's figure suddenly sank into the spiritual sea.
That vast sea of spirits, like an endless sea, is now churning with huge waves...
The spirit of the weapon is churning in it.
Qilin stood in the center of the spiritual sea, opened his mouth wide, and roared.
The sea of spiritual transformation is constantly churning.
Jinlong twisted his body.
Suzaku flapped its wings and cried along with it.
The white tiger roared and kept beating.
Xuanwu also slowly floated up from the spiritual sea...
what happened
Bu Fang was dumbfounded.
What are the spirits doing? Do you want to dance square dance
Suddenly, Bu Fang raised his head and looked overhead.
there…
The God of Cooking recipes are constantly turning the pages, and the spiritual entity sitting cross-legged on the top of the God of Cooking recipes opened its eyes. The eyes are like the eyes of the God of Cooking, scanning the recipes of the God of Cooking.
The data in the recipe kept pouring into his eyes.
Bu Fang calmed down and watched quietly.
He wanted to see what was going to happen...
Boom!
suddenly.
There was a bang.
Bu Fang found that his spiritual sea began to slowly collapse.
Um
The entity of spiritual consciousness collapsed instantly and spread out continuously.
Chef's recipes were also crushed into pieces.
Then the rupture spread, gradually descending, and the spiritual sea was broken inch by inch...
The world became silent.
rumbling...
Bu Fang only felt a burst of darkness before his eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep, without knowing everything.
before falling asleep.
He could only hear the serious and serious voice of the system resounding.
"System upgrade started..."
…
Bu Fang didn't know how long he slept.
All he knew was that when he opened his eyes, he felt top-heavy.
It was like having a bad cold.
However, this kind of feeling should not appear on him. Bu Fang has almost forgotten how long he has not been sick.
With a heartbeat, I want to use my spiritual consciousness.
But he found that his body was so heavy that he couldn't move at all.
I couldn't move a single finger, and the spiritual sea seemed to be dead still, with no mental fluctuations at all.
There was no response from the instrument spirit or the spiritual entity.
what happened
Bu Fang was really confused.
He spent so much effort to return to the earth and get together the sleeping spirits.
The results of it
As a result, when I came back, all the spirits disappeared...
Isn't this funny
All the previous efforts were in vain
What about the instigator of the system
Bu Fang struggled to get up.
leaned back on the chair.
It was dark, and at this moment, no one seemed to sense him when he was lying in front of the restaurant.
Xiaohu and Xiaopi lay on his stomach, staring at him with wide eyes.
Xiaobai is in the distance, mechanical eyes flickering...
Bu Fang's head is a bit messy at the moment, and he needs to tidy it up.
He called the system and found that the system did not respond to him at all.
Bu Fang sensed the power, the power in his body can still be used, it is still the power of the God Emperor... but the divine sense and spiritual power can't be used at all.
It was as if the consciousness had been completely erased.
Bu Fang frowned.
If he remembers correctly, he should have completed the turnover stipulated by the system before, and he must be promoted.
Bu Fang is also very clear about how difficult the turnover is this time.
He sold almost an entire soul master's meat to make up enough turnover.
The results of it
All this is like a dream.
Its daybreak.
The sun jumped up from outside.
Like a morning star, it blooms with extreme brilliance.
Outside the restaurant, densely packed people rushed towards the restaurant, scrambling to be the first.
Bu Fang was in a daze.
Losing his mental power, can he still cook delicious food
So is he going to choose to close the restaurant next
Bu Fang's expression didn't change at all, and he let out a sigh of relief.
Bu Fang couldn't care about the disappearance of mental power for the time being. He chose to continue the business, just... He also wanted to verify a fact.
Bu Fang stepped into the kitchen.
The emperor has appeared and is in charge of order in the restaurant.
Di Zixia also seemed to feel that something was wrong with Bu Fang's state, and looked at Bu Fang's back as he entered the restaurant suspiciously.
However, he didn't care about anything and started today's business.
Xiaohu and Xiaopi were lying on the counter. They looked at the back of Bu Fang entering the kitchen, and then at the dense crowd, whose faces were almost full of fanatical audiences...
These two little guys don't know anything.
At their level, they are fully human.
Both Xiaohu and Xiaopi's eyes showed worry.
"Emperor, give me a piece of braised pork! I like Boss Bu's braised pork. It's delicious and strong!"
A patriarch of an aristocratic family stepped into the restaurant and said to Emperor Zixia with a smile.
Xia Yi nodded and wrote down the recipe.
Next, they memorized the menus of several people and reported the menus to Bu Fang.
"knew… "
Bu Fang's calm voice came from the window, and Xia Yi didn't doubt that he was there, so he turned around and continued to serve customers.
Xiaoyou is not here now, so when he gets busy, he can only do it himself.
In fact, he also asked Bu Fang why Xiaoyou disappeared.
However, Bu Fang did not mean that he also noticed something unusual, so he did not continue to ask.
The status of cursing the goddess is inherently special, and it has been recorded in many ancient books in the royal family's library.
chi chi chi...
In restaurants, everything is harmonious.
Several diners put together a table, chatting and laughing, talking about the delicious dishes.
It is also talking about the major events that happened in the dynasty.
Xia Yi walked to the window and came out with a bowl of braised pork.
The appearance of the braised pork is extremely perfect, crystal clear.
However, when Xia Yi looked at this dish, he was slightly dazed.
Because he found that Bu Fang's dishes today seem to be... lacking in quality.
I feel like I'm not as spiritual as I used to be.
But Xia Yi didn't know much about cooking.
Just shook his head.
Holding the braised pork, he came to the head of the aristocratic family.
Put the dishes down.
"Your braised pork... Please use it slowly."
Xia Yi said.
The Patriarch hurriedly clasped his hands together as a thank you.
Xia Yi nodded and continued to work.
"Hey... everyone, I'm sorry, the old man's food is served first, so I will try it first!"
The Patriarch of the family had a smile on his face.
He would come to Bu Fang's restaurant every day to eat a piece of braised pork. Of course, sometimes he didn't line up because he was late.
He hasn't eaten braised pork for several days.
In the envious eyes of the people around.
The head of the aristocratic family grabbed the chopsticks, picked up a piece of crystal braised pork, and stuffed it into his mouth.
blah blah...
The patriarch of this family originally had a look of enjoyment on his face.
But…
After a few bites.
The man's face suddenly changed.
The brow furrowed suddenly, and the meaning of enjoyment suddenly disappeared.
He chewed sharply again.
He wanted to taste the taste in his memory, but no matter how he ate it, it was difficult to find that taste.
"this… "
The head of the aristocratic family put down his chopsticks, and there were still many pieces of braised pork on the plate, his brows were wrinkled, and his face was a little ugly.
Others also noticed his anomaly.
"What's the matter, Old Shen?"
"Is the dish not to your liking? It shouldn't be. Boss Bu's dishes are very delicious..."
"Are you sick?"
…
Friends around are all kind inquiries.
The head of the family frowned and shook his head.
"No... Today's braised pork is weird. Although it is not difficult to eat, it is much worse than the previous braised pork."
As soon as he said this, everyone around him only thought he was joking.
Everyone didn't take it seriously.
At this time, other people's dishes were also brought up.
Everyone didn't pay attention to the words of the Patriarch at all, and started to eat...
However, soon, everyone who had eaten the dishes suddenly froze.
"this… "
"Bah bah... this taste is wrong!"
"The fishy smell has not been removed, what's going on?"
…
The diners spoke one after another, they frowned and were somewhat dissatisfied and picky.
Bu Fang's dishes have never let them down before, but this day, they really let them down.
As if overnight, the cook of the dishes changed, and there was no spirituality in cooking.
in the kitchen.
Bu Fang also came out.
His brow furrowed.
He also discovered the seriousness of the problem.
Losing his consciousness, Bu Fang felt that the foundation he relied on for cooking seemed to be unusable.
Bu Fang walked up to the patriarch of the aristocratic family, grabbed the chopsticks, and took a piece of braised pork into his mouth.
This is braised pork cooked with top spirit beasts.
Entrance, it is absolutely possible to enter.
However, Bu Fang's complexion became ugly.
This is what he cooks
How is this possible? !
Bu Fang took a deep breath...
He felt the seriousness of the matter.
The red-flavored pork lost any spirituality, just took a bite, and a sense of fat poured into his body and mind completely, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
It's not that it's not delicious, but it's really unpalatable compared to the dishes Bu Fang cooked before.
The disappearance of consciousness has a huge impact on Bu Fang's cooking.
"Today's business ends here, and business is suspended."
Bu Fang said seriously.
He didn't choose to continue cooking.
Many diners shook their heads in disappointment and left.
They don't know what happened to Bu Fang.
However, they were very disappointed with today's meal...
And after these diners left the restaurant.
The news spread like crazy.
In an instant, it spread throughout the capital.
Many people are unbelievable.
After all, for them, Bu Fang's food is faith.
However, now, faith has collapsed!
The restaurants in other surrounding buildings are happy, they are all ready to go out of business.
The results of it
Survival from nowhere.
The restaurant, which was impossible to make a mistake, made a mistake.
And now, this mistake is their opportunity.
After hearing the news, Luo Sanniang hurried to Bu Fang's restaurant.
The doors of the restaurant were closed.
Di Zixia also sat on the chair, looking at Bu Fang seriously.
This matter is very serious...
Bu Fang's cooking skills are the key to supporting the entire restaurant, but now there is a problem with Bu Fang's cooking skills, this problem is very serious.
Bu Fang sat on a chair, he was meditating, he was thinking.
This incident had a huge impact on him.
He cooked for two hours in the kitchen unbelievingly.
He will cook every dish and taste it himself after cooking.
But... It's hard to eat, and it completely loses the spirituality and taste of the past.
why is that
This change must be related to the system... and the mutation of his own spiritual sea!
clatter...
Bu Fang stretched out his porcelain spoon and scooped up a spoonful of egg fried rice.
Emperor Xia Yi, Luo Sanniang, etc. also ate together...
When the egg fried rice entered, the faces of several people changed.
Emperor Xia Yi even spat out the egg fried rice in his mouth.
Salty, too salty.
Bu Fang's cooking skills really went wrong...
Can't even make the egg fried rice that you are good at
Bu Fang was in a daze...
It seems that the disappearance of his mental power has had a huge impact on his cooking skills.
Where did the spiritual sea go